I am back from Omaha, where another Silver Bella event was rich and rewarding. I did something this year that I have intended to do every year but never stepped outside the flurry to do it.
In our teacher kits, Teresa gave us these lovely little blank books...and I knew when I saw it, it was just the thing. I passed my little book around in each of my classes for my students to sign. Those were my instructions...just sign your name and maybe a bit of contact info.
And I have no idea why I expected less than what I received back. Ribbons and sketches and lovely little cards and sweetest of notes, charms and trinkets. If you could have seen me, on that last leg of my plane ride home. As I flipped through the pages, I just couldn't stop crying.
To my sweet precious students at this event, I am a blessed woman because of you. I miss you already! You are lovely, soulful, amazing, yeah a little chatty, organic, authentic and more than anything, you are so very generous. I watched as you shared with each other, you shared bountifully with me--your art, your stories, your secrets, your supplies (I could go on and on). Girls, I love you. You just don't know how much I love you. Even after several years, I am humbled and surprised and so very honored that you still make your appearance in my workshops. Especially when it was long ago obvious that most of you have a talent level far beyond my own.
I wish I could name each of you by name here so the world would know you as I do. I can say from the deepest part of my heart that you have forever made an impression on me, and I cherish you. You are each one golden to me. I hope our paths cross many more times, and I hope at each crossing you will sit and share a little part of who you are with me once again.